Unspoken Bonds | S. Aizawa x Reader

xv. Lightbringer and Endeavor pt. I

[L/n] snuck her way to Endeavors Hero Agency without being noticed by a soul. Because while they are both well known and recognized heroes, if anyone were to see her walk through those doors, the masses of rumors would begin in a heartbeat, and she didn't really want that.

So of course, the [e/c] eyed hero went in through one of the windows and practically slithered her way to the man's office. Gliding in unseen, she shut and locked the door behind her.

"Oh, crap, Enji, I'm sorry—" [L/n] immediately apologized, noticing that the man was half nude. She whipped around swiftly, preparing herself to leave.

"No need, I'm just putting on another costume. The one I was wearing got destroyed during a battle."

"Ah." Was all she could manage back, staring at the wall.

"Now while I'm changing, drop down and give me twenty."

"Pardon?"

"Twenty. Did I stutter?"

The woman went along with it, immediately falling to the ground and giving Enji the twenty push-ups he commanded of her.

Only then did she realize how much of a potato she was.

Ten push-ups in and she already wanted to die.

As he slipped on his shoes, he shook his head at the woman. "I said twenty, not eleven. Now get to it."

"I know the difference between twenty and eleven, Enji." The woman glared, insulted.

"Obviously you don't." The flame hero dropped to the ground and did twenty push-ups in the time it took her to do five. "That's twenty push-ups, [L/n]."

"You make it look so easy." She whined, struggling to push herself up from her fourteenth push-up.

"Because it is." His low voice was upsetting her, though she didn't quite show it.

"Twenty push-ups may be easy for you, Enji. But I'm [F/n], and twenty push-ups isn't easy for me, okay?" She finally admitted, allowing her entire body to just hit the floor.

She made it to fifteen.

"Lightbringer, the Sun Hero who's supposed to bring light and joy to everyone's lives, can't do twenty push-ups." The man began to rub his temples. "What can you do?"

"I can do squats for days."

"Of course you can."

"I'm not sure how I'm supposed to take that, but I'll take it as a compliment." She grinned.

"Anyways. When using your flames, while the heat will do some damage, you need to be able to pack a punch. So, hit me."

The woman looked up at him, still on the floor. "I'm sorry, did you just tell me to hit you?" She inquired, in slight disbelief.

"Did I stutter?"

"I suppose not." She pushed herself up from the floor, her arms burning as she did so, now standing in front of the man who towered over her in every way possible.

Drawing her dominant arm back, she punched the man as hard as she possibly could in the gut. The male hero was pushed back ever so slightly, though he didn't flinch.

"Not bad, all things considered. Now, punch me using Sun." She obeyed his command, punching him while using Sun. The result was far better, the man being pushed much further backwards. She was also able to feel her fist sink into his gut.

"Much better. So while Sun doesn't amplify any of your strength, it does however lessen how much pain you feel. I'm sure you know that though."

"Yeah. If I punch super hard with my normal fist, my knuckles will hurt. If I punch using Sun, I feel no pain. Sun eliminates the pain boundary, it's why I'm able to fight much better using it than I am when I'm not."